The Askance Chapter 5 Part 4a

To Stray Into A Dream So much of things were left undone So much of things if even to have remembered Did I recall or if I am to be truly the one? To bring peace to an ever-last to The Ancients forever How much dreams have I had since the awakening? How much more can a sane mind acquire as required? Having sleep to never have a regular dream for the dreaming Is there not time as my own if nothing more is to be desired? My sense of lost is my only guidance to bear My sense of being is only in dreams I can find Yet of both with differences too vast to compare Yet of both I’m to live myself in… yet far behind Why can’t I see to be to be to see what I am anymore? Where have I lost myself to myself to know where I stand? Is there not once a time as my own I am to again recall? Can there not be a trace left from ever a memory of when? As a wanderer wandering in deprivation of sleep My sense of well being in the world becomes distant With days and nights revolving alive and dead in the streets I begin to yearn for death with my life never to return My only memory remains of life in the ancient’s dwelling With nothing left to look forward to, ever so silently I wept Is there ever an end for that one dream to be dreaming? From a many nights ago, is it to be I have finally slept? {I knew it was a dream… a dream I’ve been yearning for And I knew, she was there awaiting for me from behind a closed door The scent was ever so familiar amongst the carefree air With its grass waving in rhythm, only comfort goes to bear And I remembered earnestly, having once set-foot here Of dreams worth the dreaming is this to be one without fear Even the Sun has had its glistening ray of contentment to share To be here, worries and troubles were lesser then nothing to compare Just when I thought life is never again to be fair for me! I guess an unwelcoming dream is still dreams to welcome mystery And I gathered all I could, given this deliverance of time To miraculously be here will once again be soon left behind Measuring my each step towards the chamber’s door, I slowed Returning my gaze to the skies, love was the feeling followed Ei-rian whom once was my love, Alkaiya whom I now turn Did I owe it to both, to have my very own jeopardy sown? I cannot help but wonder what exactly have led me this far? My living in this division is still worlds of mine in bizarre With a breath more, I entry myself into the chamber beyond The burning candles as before as always will guide me along